Suzie’s House 552 : Breakup
Justin didn’t really care about the copyrights issues, or even the second music video. He would gladly do whatever the rest wanted to do. It looked like Lisa was determined to make a spoof of their advertisements. He thought that might backfire, but again. It wasn’t really on his mind.
What was on his mind was Kate.
Suzie’s House 551 : Copyright Infringements
“Miranda! Just who we need.” Tracy jumped up and came rushing toward Miranda as she stepped into the kitchen.
The place as loaded to the gills with kids. In fact, all the usual suspects from the band to Ben and Lisa were there. Something about the expectant way they looked on made Miranda feel that this sudden rush was an ambush.
“Well, it’s nice to be needed,” she said a bit dryly. They probably wouldn’t notice anyway.
Halloween on Tumblr
The Girl had been pushing me to hang out on Tumblr.com. Not really my thing, but I found some fun stuff.
Suzie’s House 550 : So, We Can Come Back?
Suzie glanced out the front window about half an hour after she and the rest had come back from their picnic in the quary to find her favorite kids all milling around on the sidewalk in front of the house, casting looks of yearning and frustration.
She immediately went to the front door and opened it wide.
Iceland Day 10
We started the day with the florist’s greenhouses.
From there we went river rafting on the Hvita glacial river. It was mayhem as we all suited up in wet suits and life jackets that they provided. They bused us in from their headquarters to their choice of get-ins, a choice determined primarily by which way the winds were blowing. They were blowing strong enough to lift a raft when we arrived, but not so much as to push us up stream or make it so we couldn’t avoid dangerous spots.
Our guide pointed out places where the lava flows were affected by wind and gave a mini-lecture on volcanic geology. We learned as much from her as from anyone. She reminded me of my daughter.
Luckily she wasn’t into some of the games the other guides in the other rafts indulged in. These games are designed to drop the unwary into the water. She asked us old foggies if we were interested and got a resounding “NO!”
After that we toured the geothermal power plant. We ended the day at our hotel in Reykjavik.
Hitting the wall
“Becky, Honey, slow down!”
“Tag! You’re it, Mommy!”
Becky screeched and giggled as she ran around the corner of the old historical site. Her mother couldn’t keep up. Who knew a little girl could run so fast? Or maybe it was all the worry; where the next paycheck would come from, who would provide daycare, where Becky’s father disappeared to. This trip back home wasn’t helping. Sometimes it was enough to take her breath away. She made it around the corner in time to see Becky fall from the retaining wall.
“So there are worse things….”
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Suzie’s House 549 : Kate’s Place
Kate and her besties, Katy and Alisha, sat on the plush carpet of her bedroom with poker cards in their hands and fits of giggles that wouldn’t stay down.
“We’re so baaaad!” Alisha bumped shoulders with Kate and unleashed another torrent of giggles.
“I know! Right? We’re the worst!” Katy smirked as she threw down a card. “hit me.”
“Hit me? Isn’t that what you say in, like, Pinochle? That’s not as daring as Poker.” Alisha capitalized her words with her emphasis, as if it mattered. It started an argument between her and Katy.
Just as Kate settled the argument with an, “I don’t care!” the door to her bedroom opened.
Power Plant in Iceland
We visited a power plant run by the city of Reykjavik. They are open to visitors every day. Many tour groups wander through. Their public areas are full of informational displays, including many interesting wall designs, and museum like display cases.
Communing With the Deadhead
“I thought we were going to have a séance.” Deborah followed Inga through the stately old mansion to a round table overburdened with cups and coffee urns. “It’s certainly the right setting, but what’s with all this?”
“Some of the people objected when they found out we were going to try to talk to Jerry Garcia. One thing led to another. A bunch from Narcotics Anonymous got involved. We had to make some adjustments.”
“So… no séance?”
“No seance.”
“Then….”
“Tea leaf reading.” Inga grinned.
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Suzie’s House 548 : At Bruce’s Place
As Bruce stepped into his house, his fathers pride and joy – a tower of empty beer cans – crashed to the floor. One of the cans even shot out of the living room to the little entry hall where he and his band mates stood. He couldn’t have been any more mortified.
Cultural Reference
I tried to make my kids watch Singing in the Rain. The Boy barely lasted through the opening credits before going off to talk to his girlfriend. The Girl squirmed in her seat until I couldn’t stand it, then wandered off.
I’d almost quit too when The Girl came back. Gene Kelly splashed in puddles.
“Oh,” she said. “I’ve seen this!”
“That’s why I wanted you to see the movie. That way you’ll understand when people talk about….”
“I don’t need to see the rest, though. No one remembers this stuff anyway.”
The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
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